Chapter 127
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: Hundred Flowers Academy Raid Incident (1)
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If I had my way, I'd rush straight to the Heavenly Martial Repository, grab the beast first, and beat the living daylights out of it.
"Ugh, what is this overwhelming male prowess, kyaa!"
"Oh ho hot, submit before this lady—ack."
"Keng!"
Intoxicated by the potency of the aphrodisiac, I first had to stop the unspeakable disasters unfolding inside the main hall—incidents hardly suitable for all ages.
For some reason, all the attackers were women.
Every last one of them stunningly beautiful.
...Out of nowhere, succubi crossed my mind, so I checked my lower belly, but 'that tattoo' was nowhere to be seen.
Anyway, no matter how I sliced it, this was a diversion.
The Soul Moon Divine Eye doesn't lie, so the beast still hadn't breached the Heavenly Martial Repository.
Recalling my last visit, without an inside collaborator, breaking through wouldn't be easy.
I could fend them off without a hitch.
...There was a time when I believed that.
"Hah... ugh..."
I had no idea what trick they'd pulled.
But at the scene, a female instructor—estimated in her forties—was convulsing and unleashing eardrum-shattering moans.
To safeguard both her dignity and mine, I struck her mute acupoint, silencing her.
Stepping inside,
the entrance Juseol had opened last time—the door leading into the Heavenly Martial Repository—was wide open.
Slipping in silently, suppressing my presence,
"Damn it, using a kiosk like this...!"
I spotted a man grunting over a kiosk that wouldn't power on.
Then it hit me—I'd seen those women earlier, and this guy too.
A few days back.
In the streets of Xi'an.
- Ah! I wanna grope 'em both!
A total lunatic who'd brazenly squeezed the breasts of the woman glued to his side in the marketplace while spouting that shameless crap.
Enviable bastard...
Hm, no, scratch that.
The puzzle pieces clicked into place.
"Lust demon. Surrender now, or I'll burn this place to the ground."
I wrapped my fingertip in flames for show.
He turned to me, face draining of color, and stumbled back.
"Y-you psycho! You'd set fire in here?"
"Sacrifices are inevitable to purge evil. The burning tomes will understand my resolve. If you don't want that, come out."
"N-no! Just let me find one book—one book!"
"No negotiating with terrorists. Final warning."
Whoosh!
A firebird began taking shape at my fingertip.
Of course, I had no real intention of torching the place.
I'd be the one stuck cleaning up the mess.
Can't have that as student council president.
Besides, I couldn't discount the chance of another gem like the Northern Bright Divine Art lurking inside.
"Y-you vile bastard...! You think you'll walk away unscathed?!"
The lust demon (presumed) gnashed his teeth and bellowed.
Hm.
Getting cocky?
Maybe my performance lacked a touch of conviction.
"Yep."
"Hiiiak! I-I'm sorry! Let's talk it out!"
I fired a few firebird feathers into the repository; for all his bluster, he wasn't some Peak Realm cheat from mahjong—he deflected them easily with his iron chain but threw a massive fit anyway.
At this rate, even I was dying to know what supreme arts were hidden in that Heavenly Martial Repository.
Maintaining a safe distance, I lured the lust demon (presumed) out of the Heavenly Martial Repository.
"Hoo... Got it. You're Geum Sihyeon, right?"
"No obligation to confirm that for you."
"Tch, even desperate as I am, screwing around with an old hag like Hong Sundok... what a pathetic mutt."
"What bullshit. I'm the one getting stalked here."
This guy.
Blood Cult spawn and certified lust demon.
No point in further chit-chat.
No witnesses around anyway.
I drew my Palace Sword.
Take him down, and word of my Peak Realm strength wouldn't spread.
Worst case, slap on a mask.
"Hold up!"
"What."
"Let's talk."
"Not into long heart-to-hearts with dudes."
"Hear me out. It'll intrigue you. My true goal."
A perp confessing his motive? As a herald of justice, I could spare a moment for that.
...Truth be told, I wasn't a hundred percent sure I could subdue him cleanly right now.
Not wearing my Thousand Silences Black Dragon Robe, and with my lower half still a bit swollen from earlier, mobility down there was hampered.
First things first, I needed to sort out this artificial rage...
Stalling for time wasn't a bad play.
"Fine. Spill it."
Keeping my distance,
I opted to extend this bizarre standoff.
"Right, Geum Sihyeon. You reek of your own kind. That burning lust... pure demon stock. Cooperate with my plan, and you'll discover a whole new world."
"Bullshit. Cut to the chase."
"What I'm after in the Heavenly Martial Repository is the legendary technique: Jade Transformation Preservation. Ring any bells?"
Jade Transformation Preservation, huh.
I remembered it.
Definitely a gender-bender art.
"Crazy fuck. Lust demon my ass—now you wanna feel what it's like getting railed?"
"No, shit, hear me out!"
"Wanna see me light it up? I go down, the repo burns with me."
"Please... hear me out to the end..."
This guy.
Blood Cult for sure?
Somehow such a klutz?
"Jade Transformation Preservation is the perfect key to solving this nightmare era overrun by non-virgins."
"...What the hell do non-virgins have to do with it?"
Ignoring my jabs,
the lust demon launched into his nonsense spiel.
"I've spent my life hunting virgins, pleasuring virgins, loving virgins. And I realized...! True heart-and-body virginity is only possible in feminized men!"
"...?"
"Upload the Jade Transformation Preservation formula and annotations to Mutube. All those sidelined men will learn it via Mutube and be reborn as true heart-and-body virgins!"
The idea, laced with flashes of genius,
froze my brain cells solid.
"At its core, Jade Transformation doesn't just turn you into a woman—it reshapes even the ugliest mugs into ideal beauties! No different from a double bone metamorphosis! Picture it, Geum Sihyeon! A martial world where no one gets hurt!"
Utilitarian-wise...
it kinda...
made sense...?
But.
I went ahead and pictured it anyway.
Next time I meet a woman to my taste,
would I agonize over whether she was born female or reborn via Jade Transformation...?
"Urk...! You mad bastard, that's basically male-on-male!"
I blurted out the taboo phrase too gruesome to even utter.
'■■=□□'.
The lust demon's face twisted.
"The past doesn't matter! Change the body, and the mind reshapes to match! Take it back—that line...!"
"Taken back."
"That's right! Then you can join the great cause—"
"Think I'd fall for that?"
Of course, versed in modern science as I was, I well understood how hormonal shifts from bodily changes could turn someone female.
But.
Understanding it and letting the world turn that way were worlds apart.
And.
"Indiscriminate release of supreme arts via Mutube could upend the entire martial world's foundations. Blood will flow in the chaos. I can't stand by. Lust demon. You shouldn't exist...!"
Even with constant oversight,
dozens fell daily to Qi Deviation from fake formulas on Mutube, per Martial Alliance stats.
No one could guarantee the repository's Jade Transformation was flawless, and supreme arts were notoriously finicky.
Botch the practice, and instead of transformation, you'd get an explosion of suffering martial artists via Qi Deviation.
A righteous orthodox sect's—
Hundred Flowers Academy student council president.
Geumhyeon Sect leader.
Herald of justice—not Action Mask, but Jade Masked Prince.
Geum Sihyeon wouldn't abet such a plot.
"...I see. Perfectly understood."
The lust demon gave my still-vigorous junior a subtle once-over with a strange glint in his eye, then locked gazes with me.
"Geum Sihyeon. You more than qualify."
"Qualify for what?"
"The real thrill is watching a resistor like you slowly degenerate into a bitch. I'll subdue you, cram Jade Transformation into that skull, and take you as my wife!"
Chills exploded across my skin.
And worse—
I grasped his meaning instantly...!
"...You're utterly deranged."
...Didn't want to admit it, but that horrifying notion fully deflated my artificial arousal.
Now.
No more words.
I pulled the mask from my pocket and slipped it on.
"Hoh... Feeling bashful already? You're all woman now, Geum Sihyeon."
I brushed off the deliberate provocation,
and intoned the victory mantra.
"Lord, grant me permission once more to become the righteous Jade Masked Prince...!"
And so.
His iron chain clashed against my Palace Sword, erupting in a massive boom.